I came home a day early and found my husband in bed with his own daughter.
At forty-three, my life collapsed in a matter of seconds. My husband chose youth. My daughter— the man I had considered mine. And they left me with a broken heart and advice to accept that the best years are behind.
But I’m not going to grow old beautifully by a broken-down trough. Especially after meeting a man from my past on the seashore.
My first love.
My ex-husband.
And my daughter’s father.
It seems this family catastrophe is only just beginning…